On the Road

Yes, it was a good night. Dined at a fantastic steakhouse with a few band & crew members. Conversation was lively, the wine was flowing & it was the first night of this entire 3 month tour I debut outside of the confines of my hotel room. Next thing I know, its midnight so I make my way home to the hotel. Once in my room I fall straight into bed after setting 4 wake up calls that will disorient me 5 hours from now. Off to sleepy land I go, and then I hear Pac Man. Yes, I have a gay ring tone, its the theme music from the arcade game. Its 12:53 am - bloody hell, who’s calling!? The next gig is calling….a tour manager who is about to hire me for the next gig after the tour I am currently on. So, here I am nude under the sheets, entering a wine induced coma only to discover I must quickly sober myself and discuss money & future responsibilities. 15 minute conversation later and I lay in disbelief. I just cut myself a lovely deal, secured the next gig while au natural in the middle of the night. Yes, its my reality - but it certainly is surreal.

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